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...news would have hooted through Florence like a high wind, whipping the scarlet soutanes of cardinals up around their knees, blowing fear into the faces of swart gonfaloniers, and scuttling down lonely corridors to pry under the doors of gay and gracious gentlewomen ? whisk! up the coverlet, into the closet and out of the window...
...Gleneagles, Scotland, perhaps the grandest golf course in the world, professionals from far and wide beat their balls as they qualified to play for the annual bag of a thousand guineas ($5,000). Vivacious Aubrey Boomer of St. Cloud, France, led them all with a record 69, until swart Abe Mitchell passed him with a pair of 70's for the two rounds. Joe Kirkwood, sole U. S. entrant, was lucky to qualify with 153, the first 80 strokes of which were somewhat impeded by a family of ducks that paraded across one hole and a family of weasels...
...Baden-Baden, Germany, the kings gathered for their last stand. Some in black, some in white, their swart or pallid queens beside them, they saw their knights sally into the ruffle and broil of the encounter to win a momentary conquest, or to fall, dying the death that is reserved for privilege in defeat. It was a lean day that did not see a dozen monarchs overcome. Upon the neat battlefields, the gods of the nations were at war: Sir George Thomas for England, Spielmann for Austria, Rosselli for Italy, Jacques Mieses for Germany, Colle for Belgium, Alexander Alekhine...
Bull rights, once popular in the U. S., are moribund. The one available bull, swart Firpo, shares the destiny of the old grey mare. Last week, in Newark, one Charles Weinert, seasoned ring roue, was given his fling at the once-wild Argentinian, and in twelve rounds caused his victim even more discomfort than did Heavyweight Champion Dempsey one summer night last year, than did big black Harry Wills two months ago. Dempsey was mercifully swift with the coup de gráce. Weinert, less forceful but imaginatively brutal, subjected the glowering, laborious, fat-ridden Firpo to nearly an hour...
...cold, round moon floated over Jersey City, looked down through the smoke veil spread over factories and freight yards, beheld a vast saucer full of humanity grouped about a luridly lit central platform. On the platform, the moon saw two huge men, one coffee-colored, one swart and hairy, pummeling each other clumsily. The moon, sickened and disappointed, sailed away and sank...